This is a song about "Baggage"

The damage, you just baggage

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Me, for all the baggage that you carry still

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Then put it in my baggage and send it to an egypt palace

Faces laced and barren with hate, they carry fat baggage

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge